Jay G - Bag Now Lyrics

(I been in my bag)
(I been in my)
Won't be long until I black out
Act out, blowing more smoke than a trap house
Battle with these demons that I'm meeting through the back route
But got up off my ass 'cause I gotta chase a bag now (Woah)
All these L's I gotta pass out
In my bag now, smoke 3 L's 'til I pass out
Friends turn to foes throwing stones from a glass house
Pull up to your door if I gotta take the trash out (Woah)
All them goofy's in the background
Watching all my moves you some sad clowns
Got the game in a head lock 'til it tap out
Going in Raw but get ready for a Smackdown
She on my lap now
Hit it 'til she tap out
And she call me daddy so my crib is her dad's house
Jay too nasty, better walk past me
I be on my savage, but moving too savvy
You cannot relate, something great like the Gatsby
Been going through some change like a motherf*cking tip jar
Chatting with the feds that's dishonorable discharge, discharge
You 'gon catch a light to your eye like it's Pixar (Yuh, yuh)
Won't be long until I black out
Act out, blowing more smoke than a trap house
Battle with these demons that I'm meeting through the back route
But got up off my ass 'cause I gotta chase a bag now (Woah)
All these L's I gotta pass out
In my bag now, smoke 3 L's 'til I pass out
Friends turn to foes throwing stones from a glass house
Pull up to your door if I gotta take the trash out (Woah)
Yeah I been grinding (Grinding)
I been in my bag turn my tears into diamonds
Wetter than Poseidon, wet it I might dive in
But better when she riding
She do what I tell her to do call me Simon
On some different timing, vibing (Vibing)
24/8 Kobe Bryant
Stop acting like a hoe biting flows like some Trident
I be on my base, play it safe if you sliding (Yuh)
Hold up, wait a minute
Out here sending threats but you never f*cking did it
Yeah you better come correct and stop the capping for these bitches
Yeah I'm shutting out the noise, all I heard was f*cking crickets
Keep your distance
Won't be long until I black out
Act out, blowing more smoke than a trap house
Battle with these demons that I'm meeting through the back route
But got up off my ass 'cause I gotta chase a bag now (Woah)
All these L's I gotta pass out
In my bag now, smoke 3 L's 'til I pass out
Friends turn to foes throwing stones from a glass house
Pull up to your door if I gotta take the trash out (Woah)